Date: Sun, 2 Mar 2008 00:58:22 EST
From: DePeriF@aol.com
Subject: Giving My Father-In-Law TLC
This is a total work of fiction.
About 12 years ago my wife's side of the family held a summer family
reunion in Kentucky. I was then 56 years old, and my wife was 53. At the
reunion my wife's father, Ernest, was present. He was then 83 years
old. Ernest was about 5'10" tall, 145 lbs...very thin, white thinning hair,
but perfectly sharp of mind, and as I was soon to find out, possessing a
very strong libido.
Ernest's health wasn't at it's best. He had some ailments that were making
the going tougher than it had been up to now. He'd been married 3 times,
twice after he lost my wife's mother back in 1978. He soon remarried, but
that marriage quickly failed due, he told me, to "that woman being cold and
fridgid." His third wife had recently taken ill and had gone to live with a
daughter and her family in another state. So Ernest was, as I had
suspected, very horny...always horny, and "in need of comfort," as he once
put it to his third wife when she announced that she was going to bed.
At some point during the festivities of the reunion...eating, drinking,
playing games, etc., my father-in-law had an attack of some kind in his
legs. He was in some pain and unable to walk very well. Gout was suspected,
then shingles, etc. A nephew drove him to the local hospital and he was
promptly admitted for observation and examination.
My wife and I visited him on the second day of his hospital stay, and
during our visit he announced that he needed to use the restroom. Because
he could not walk unassisted, and because there was no nurse present, I
volunteered helping him go into the hospital room bathroom, and I also went
inside the room with him to assist him on the toilet. He said he had to
pee. But he also told me that he had alot of difficulty peeing the past
year or so. It sort of trickled instead of streaming out. He was wearing a
hospital gown...easily opened to allow toilet activity. I held him and
gently sat him on the commode, and he then revealed the nicest cut, 6+ inch
cock I'd ever seen on any man. He was erect as a man about to penetrate the
most beautiful, mouth, ass or pussy could be....and he was 83!
No wonder he couldn't pee. He was too hard to pee! I was both astonished
and surprisingly aroused by my father-in-law's manhood protruding proudly
from beneath his hospital gown. My mouth began to water at the sight of
this old man's penis. He then began to shake and milk it up and down. He
said "I have to do this to pass water." A dribble of urine was visible, but
he was hardly peeing. I said "Ernest, you can't pee with it so hard. It's
too erect. You have to make it go soft." He said nothing, but kept futily
working it.
After about 1 minute I could no longer stand it. I said "Ernest, let me
help you out." I then pushed his hand aside, took hold of his organ and
began to manipulate it...stroke it up and down. Ernest was totally taken
aback by my actions. He stammered, "wha..what are you doing? Good God,
Frank." He lifted his hands and placed them on his thighs and let me do to
with him as I pleased. His eyes then half closed and his body seemed to
submit itself to my touch. I felt such sexual arousal for this old man. I
wanted to please him, to thrill him sexually. I wanted to make him cum.
"Do you like this, Ernest?" When I'm done you're going to be able to pee
just fine," I told him. He opened his eyes, made eye contact with me, and
he said "yes, oh yes, yes. That feels so good. It's just what needs to be
done...just what I need. Thank you, thank you, Frank."
My caresses and stroking of his cock made him grow hugh! He was now oozing
pre-cum. This was so hot! I could no longer resist. I bent down and knelt
between his thighs. I then lowered my face to his legs and began to kiss
his boney old man shins, knees, and his hairy thighs. My kisses were wet
and very passionate. I was totally surprised by the lust I was feeling for
my father-in-law. I was licking his lower body! I was loving making love to
his body. I was lusting after him
Finally I got to his crotch. I began a frenzy of licking and kissing his
genital area. He was now breathing hard and raggedly. He said "Frank, my
God, Frank. What's happening? What are you doing to me?" I looked up at him
and said "I'm loving you, Ernest. I love you. I want to make you feel
good. I want to comfort you," and I continued to minister to his manhood.
I next began to lick the slit of his penis. It was wet and oozing copius
amounts of preseminal fluid. I tasted it. I sipped it. I sucked it out of
his cock! I loved it. It was warm and had a silky slippery texture to it. I
swallowed it down. I was making this old man a part of me. Wow, the
intimacy of it all! I continued, but next I inserted his penis into my
mouth. It was so wonderful...throbbing, silky hard, wet, alive in my
mouth...my father-in-laws cock! He began to squirm on the toilet seat, and
his legs were moving erratically. I massaged and caressed them, and I then
began to suck hard on his penis while I bobbed my head up and down. With
one free hand I worked his testicles with loving massage. I was totally
into pleasuring this wonderful old man.
After about 3 or 4 minutes had gone by, Ernest was totally under my
control. He was mine to lead to exquisite pleasure...to orgasm and
ejaculation. I then realized that's what I wanted...no, that's what I
needed. I needed my father in law to cum in my mouth. I wanted to swallow
this old man's seed. I was craving his semen...his sperm....the sperm that
had made my wife some 53 years ago. I began to get rougher with his lower
body. I hugged and squeezed his legs and thighs as I worked his cock with
my mouth. But Ernest was in another world. His eyes were tightly shut. His
breathing was loud, deep, noisy. His face was flushed. He was grunting and
moaning all at the same time. He was nearing his climax.
Then it began to happen. I felt his legs and lower body tense up. His skin
got hard and started to raise goosebumps. He began to tremble, just as the
head of his cock got ever so large. He then let out a yell, "Frank, Frank,
ohhhhh, ohhhhhh, God, my God, aaaahhhhhh, aaaarrrggghhhh, aaaahhhhhh," as
he spurted gobs of thick, sticky, hot, seminal fluid. It sprayed my tongue,
my teeth, my palate, my lips, my throat...everywhere in my mouth. It was
the most thrilling sexual experience of my life to that point! I felt such
a love for this old man. I was drinking his semen, and I loved it! I loved
him, too. I squeezed his cock and milked every drop from his cock and
testicles. He was giving it all up to me. There must have been 8+
spurts...maybe some weeks of congestion...saved up cum. I was the lucky
one to receive it...his gift to me. It was an off-milky white color...some
yellow in it....very sexy. I swallowed evry drop of my 83 year old
father-in-law's semen. Upon contemplation, the intimacy of having a man
ejaculate in my mouth, and then swallowing it is without any doubt to me
among the most sexually moving experiences of my life.
After he was done, I licked his cock clean, suckled on it some like it was
my pacifier, and then I removed it from my mouth and told my father-in-law
thanks. "Ernest, I love you," I told him. "You're the closest man to me
there is. We're one, Ernest." He sighed, smiled, and nodded a yes. His cock
was now soft, and after a minute he began to pee normally, and when he was
through I helped him out of the bathroom and into his bed. I held his hand
as he settled into bed. I think he loved me in that special way now. I know
I loved him that way, too. I wanted more with this man. I needed to give
myself to him anally. The next time, I wanted him to cum in my ass.
Any comments about my story would be appreciated.
deperif@aol.com
Frank